goodbye

Everyone in the world is leaving me this weekend. they are going on the Spring retreat. Me? I'm going to the BTI center and sitting backstage and probably reading my book. Why? b/c Ms. LeGere convinced me it would be a good experience and I convinced myself that I'd probably perform and I'd get to know the girls better instead of just decide they're totally and utterly lost and not too much fun. Yet, all is not lost. I'm not depressed over this turn of events like I could be. I get to go to class today and a guest teacher is teaching and that should be some definite good.
doo-te-doo.

smells so good. The delightful wafting of meat cooking. Why is food so good? it tastes good, smells good, looks good depending on what it is, and it is good for you. Not many things are like that. Well I guess water tastes good if you're thirsty, feels good if your hot, sounds good if it's a river, smells good after rain, looks beautiful in clouds and is of course so good for you that if you don't like it you're sort of dead.

It's so hard for me to know who I am. I hear different things from different ppl and I sense some things I wish I didn't. I know I am God's, and that he loves me more than I can imagine, but I don't generally act on that knowledge. My self talk is not exactly God talking. I suppose thats what generally happens. Well, I know I'm loved and secure because God made me and I really must go now. Hopefully that guest teacher person at dance is good.